"Escape? Why should I run?" The thin man laughed wildly: "You can condense such a powerful demon. I think you are from the Demon Altar? I would like to advise you not to think that if you are born in the Heavenly Gate, you are qualified to look down on the people of the world. There are countless people who are generous in this world who are generous in righteousness. But because it is a pile of sand, you are allowed to be powerful and blessed. But if such a life cannot last for a long time, one day, the three Heavenly Gate will have to pay the price."

"Why can't it last? Because of you who passed away from the palace?" Su Tang said lightly.

"Haha..." The thin man took a long breath and then roared angrily: "Kill"

With the roar, the two swords in the thin man's hand turned into a mirror-like cold light, layer by layer, towards Su Tangjuan.

Su Tang could sense that the fluctuations of spiritual power emitted by the thin man had reached a limit, and this state could not last long, which means that the other party had decided to fight to the last moment.

Su Tang sighed lightly, trying to capture a great ancestor alive, and then torture the secret he wanted to know. It was too difficult. The other party had already developed ambition to die and could end his life at any time. Not to mention him, even if the great master came in person, he might not be able to stop a great ancestor from extinction.

Then, let's end

Su Tang made a mistake in both hands, and a bright red war gun appeared in his hand. The gun was as powerful as a dragon, facing the opponent's sword light.

Boom boom boom... The energy released by both sides hit frantically, one wave after another, their bodies were almost at their peak, sometimes rushing to the sky, sometimes crashing into the dense forest, and sometimes flying in the wilderness.

Su Tang always had a certain advantage. The so-called one-power reduction of ten times, his spiritual power was extremely strong. He could not shake Su Tang without roaring and fighting to the death. What's more, Su Tang was not in vain for the days in Zangjian Pavilion. His gun power changed a lot. The moment before, he was as steady as a mountain, and the next moment, he became as fast as an angry thunder, and turned into a storm.

For ordinary practitioners, what they practice throughout their lives is only a kind of spiritual trick, a kind of nature, and a personality. If they learn too much, they either conflict with each other or cause some spiritual problems.

Su Tang was unrestricted. He learned hundreds of shots in the Zangjian Pavilion, and there were more than a hundred of them that were powerful, and he could use them.

Of course, Su Tang only had the form but not the spirit. If he wanted to grasp the essence of the spirit, he had to practice hard for a long time. It was far from enough to rely solely on the simulation of the spiritual palace.

But Su Tang didn't want to waste time on those spiritual techniques. It's enough to get the shape. Anyway, my reaction is faster than you, his strength is greater than you, and his judgment is more accurate than you, and he can't lose no matter how hard he fights.

After dozens of breaths, the thin man's condition was extremely bad. His ribs and shoulders were all stabbed by Su Tang's gun, and his spiritual power was about to be exhausted.

The thin man knew that he had no physiology anymore, so he suddenly let out a long roar, raised his swords high, and combined them into one, and then tried his best to slash Su Tang. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of effort and had his face turned pale with one blow.

Su Tang rolled up his battle spear and went up to him, bang... The dragon-like gun released by Su Tang was actually destroyed by one blow, and the spirit was stormed, and the battle spear in his hand disappeared immediately.

The sword light penetrated like lightning, and it easily cut open his territory and approached his body.

The power of this attack was far beyond Su Tang's expectations. He immediately activated the inner armor spirit, and a light curtain rose around his body.

Boom... When the light curtain disappeared, the sword light also went out. He first broke through Su Tang's gun, cut open Su Tang's territory, and broke Su Tang's armor. The power of this sword was finally exhausted.

The thin man raised his swords again, Su Tang frowned, and suddenly activated his body and penetrated into the slant. At the moment when the sword light burst out, his body changed direction at the same time, avoiding the sword light by a slight difference, grabbed Ye Ying bow that appeared out of thin air with his left hand, pulled the bowstring with his right hand, and the next moment, an arrow shot out.

The thin man showed a look of astonishment. Like the three-eyed ancestors some time ago, he never expected that Su Tang would pull out a longbow from nowhere.

The arrow force continued to shoot away one after another. The thin man's body flashed repeatedly, avoiding the arrow force. He thought he had already understood Su Tang's skills, deliberately distanced the distance and then used the Uni-One Sword, but the longbow that inexplicably appeared completely disrupted his thoughts.

The thin man desperately dodged and tried hard to approach Su Tang, but when he got to approach Su Tang again as he wished, the night crying bow in Su Tang disappeared, and another big knife appeared, and then the sword light flashed and slashed towards the thin man's neck.

The thin man knew that his spiritual power could no longer be supported, so he suddenly roared, and the sword light then roared and rolled in all directions. The momentum was very similar to the spiritual snake dance of Mei Fei.

In Su Tang's sensing, the opponent's spiritual power fluctuation, which gradually became weak, suddenly surged, and instantly broke through the limit just now. He sneered in his heart, his figure had already shot out and left the battle group.

The sword lights rolled to all directions were all empty, and it was only a slight short time to roll Su Tang in, but it just failed to get what he wanted.

The thin man looked as if dead ashes, staring at Su Tang blankly, his spiritual power had been exhausted.

"Maybe, we can make a deal." Su Tang said lightly.

The thin man smiled, glanced at Su Tang, then put the two swords on his neck and snatched them hard.

The blood light splashed out like a fountain. The thin man could no longer hold the two swords. The two swords fell to the ground weakly. His body shook for a moment and leaned back.

Su Tang shook his head helplessly, but he was mentally prepared. Then he walked over and picked up the sword with his toes, looked at it for a while, tied it around his waist with a cloth belt, and then bent down and started rummaging on the thin man.

The janitor of September 9 died. At the same time, the janitor of September 9 had already walked into a very secret cave. However, he had just walked a few steps and an old voice came from the depths of the cave: "Who is that?"

The fat man was shocked, then looked over ecstatically, knelt down on his knees, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the humble official is the night watchman."

"Who asked you?" the old voice asked.

"It's Lord Ouyang." The fat man replied hurriedly.

"Is it Zhu'er?" The old voice paused: "What's wrong with him?"

"Mr. Ouyang wrote a letter, asking Beizhi to hand it over to the Supreme One," the fat man replied.

The sound of footsteps came from the cave, and then an old man walked out slowly. The fat man did not dare to look up, so he took out a letter from his arms and raised it over his head.

The old man took the letter and said, "You go back."

The fat man was stunned. He knew that Lord Ouyang seemed to be facing a great threat, so he hoped that this supreme could follow him to Tianyang City, but he was not qualified to say such suggestions. If he barely said it, it would only cause the opposite effect. Everyone knows that this supreme has a very strange personality.

"Yes, Taishang." The fat man was a little unwilling to give up, but he had to stand up and walk out gently, hoping that this Taishang would rush over immediately after reading the letter.

The old man turned around and walked into the cave, pushing open a heavy stone door, which was a small room with two middle-aged people inside.

The old man opened the letter and read it for a moment, his brows frowned.

"Sikong, what's wrong?" asked a middle-aged man.

"Zhu'er is in trouble." The old man said word by word.

"September?" The middle-aged man who asked was a little surprised: "Then let's put the matter in our hands first? There has been no news anyway."

"I have been waiting for twenty years until today." The old man said in a deep voice: "Tell me to let it go first?"

"The opportunity must not be lost, and you will never come again." said another middle-aged man in black: "After this time, we probably will never wait for such a good opportunity again."

"Sikong, I'm just thinking about you." The middle-aged man said, "Ouyang Zhu is your only disciple who can pass on his robe. Do you really want to ignore him?"

"You send a few people to Tianyang City." The old man said, "It is probably Zhu'er who got into trouble that he shouldn't have caused. Let them survive this time. After this matter is over, we will go there immediately."

"Where do I have any other hands?" the middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "There are five roads from Feilu City to the Demon Altar. Each road must be blocked. There are also the places you mentioned. We also have to search one by one. Where did you ask me to draw people from?"

"Where are you?" the old man looked at the middle-aged man in black.

"I came here alone." The middle-aged man in black shook his head and said, "Sikong, you should have told us this kind of thing earlier, otherwise we would not be so passive."

"I dare not tell you because your July is not as pure as it is." The old man said slowly.

"Are you sure?" said the middle-aged man in black in shock.

"Confirm." The old man said.

"Do you have a goal?" asked the middle-aged man in black.

"I haven't found it yet. It's almost a month, and there should be a clue." The old man said.

"Otherwise, I'll go to Tianyang City." The middle-aged man said, "Ouyang Zhu is a good seedling. Since he wrote a letter to ask for help from you, he must have encountered a big difficulty. I don't want to see him being destroyed inexplicably."

"No, we three must not be separated," the old man said decisively: "I recognized her from the moment I was born. No one in this world knows her better than me. When we join forces, she was also seriously injured. She is still six or seven points to keep her. If one is missing, we will go to die and we will not be able to fight her at all."

The two middle-aged men looked at each other: "But there is no need for us to stay nearby. Isn't it the same to wait in Tianyang City?"

"This is the center." The old man said, "It is 110 miles from Pingding Fort, 120 miles from Fenggou, 110 miles from my old house, 130 miles from the surfing embankment, and 120 miles from Gaozhuang. No matter where the news comes, we can catch up with the fastest speed."

"Then you don't have to worry about this moment, right?" said the middle-aged man in black.

"I said that only I know her best." The old man said, "Others think she is laughing, ignorant, and likes to act casually, but I know that she has a heart that is as cunning as a fox and as a poisonous scorpion. If you feel something is wrong, you will immediately run away. What's more... Her injury may not be as severe as we think. Not to mention that it's a short while, even if it's a few breaths away, maybe we will lose this opportunity."

"Sikong, I feel... you are too nervous." The middle-aged man in black shook his head.

"Hahaha..." The old man laughed hoarsely: "I have been living under her oppression for nearly a hundred years. How can you make me feel relaxed?"

At this time, Su Tang had searched carefully and rushed back. Although the people in Guiyun Village noticed that there was a battle nearby, the bursting aura was too terrifying and they did not dare to come out at all. When they plucked up their courage to come out to check, Su Tang had already left.

After almost an hour, Su Tang suddenly felt a breath coming from a very far place. The feeling was very strange, as if it was powerful enough to shock the world, and it was so weak that it was almost ignored. Perhaps it was because the distance was too far.

Su Tang held the horse and scattered it carefully. After a moment, a fast horse galloped from a distance. The face of the knight on the horse was distorted, and he roared angrily: "Get out, get out of here."

Su Tang felt a little unhappy. The road was so wide that he could slow down a little and turn it over. Why did he have to get out of here? Moreover, the other party's tone was too rude. Even if he could give in, he would not give in.

The knight didn't want to slow down and rushed straight over. Seeing that the impact was inevitable, he actually raised his hand and released a sword force, rolling towards Su Tang's back. He would rather kill people than be affected by any influence.

Su Tang became even more annoyed. The domain condensed by spiritual power suddenly opened, covering his horse, and then waited for the other party to come.

Boom... The sword force hit Su Tang's domain and did not cause any impact. The knight never expected that Su Tang actually had a domain, but it was too late to turn at this moment. Another bang, the knight hit the domain with his man and horse, and the horse's head was bumped into blood and blood. The knight himself couldn't get better, especially the long sword that was reversed was slashing on the bridge of his own nose and embedded it deeply.

The next moment, the warrior and the horse flew out more than ten meters away and fell heavily to the ground. The horse was broken and broken, and the aura was dying. The warrior was even stronger, struggled to get up, and then fell softly and fainted.

Su Tang remained indifferent and continued to sense the fluctuations from afar. After waiting for a long time, he shook his head in disappointment. Just as he was about to continue his journey, a wave came in a vague way. It was still the same feeling, strong enough to shake the world, and weak as the sound of the wind.

What happened there? Su Tang hesitated for a moment, finally turned the horse around and rushed towards the direction where the wave came.

The more he walked, Su Tang became more and more frightened. Although he did not gallop, he walked dozens of miles away, but he never arrived at the place where the breath burst out.

What kind of aura fluctuations can spread dozens of miles away?

After walking for more than ten minutes, there was no road ahead. Only a continuous mountain and a rich dense forest were seen. Su Tang hesitated for a moment. He wanted to give up again. At this moment, a bloody smell floated over from the forest.

Su Tang pondered for a moment, jumped off the horse, walked into the forest, and walked more than a hundred meters away. A small flat field suddenly appeared in front of him. This was definitely caused by man. The surrounding trees were overwhelmed by a huge force, crawling on the ground, and there were more than a dozen corpses. Their death was miserable, as if they were crushed by a bulldozer, completely deformed.

Su Tang observed for a moment and continued to walk forward. After walking for more than a hundred meters, there was a bunch of houses ahead. However, it was very old and was obviously disrepaired. The roofs and walls were covered with moss and vines, and the windows were not intact, full of dilapidated smell.

Su Tang glanced at the same time as he walked. There were also corpses here, with about twenty in front and behind. Some died on the roof, some hung on trees, and some fell on the steps. The blood flowing did not completely condense, and they would not die for more than two hours.

Most of the corpses were archers, with different positions, but there were no obvious signs of battle. They seemed to be about to seep into the house from the surroundings, but were discovered by the enemy. They were killed one by one before they saw the enemy.

Continuing to move forward, Su Tang suddenly discovered that there was a house that was well maintained and formed a distinctive opponent around him. He changed direction and walked towards the house.

When it was more than ten meters away from the house, Su Tang suddenly stopped. He felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, which made him creepy.

"Hahaha... can you find me? It's not easy for a little guy." A female voice came from behind: "Tell me, who are you?"

"I said I was just passing by... Do you believe it?" Su Tang said helplessly.

"Interesting...you turn around" the female voice giggled.

Su Tang slowly turned around and saw the woman sitting on the steps more than ten meters away from behind. The two of them looked at each other and looked surprised.

"It's you?" the female voice said strangely.

"It's you?" Su Tang was also very surprised, because the woman actually took him into the Xiejuntai Sikongcuo.

"Little guy, I really can't tell you. It turns out that you are also from the Rebirth Hall." Sikongcuo said slowly.

"No." Su Tang shook his head and said calmly: "Although they and I are not enemies for the time being, we will never become friends."

Sikongcuo narrowed his eyes and observed Su Tang carefully. In fact, she only had to activate the spiritual veins at this moment to easily kill Su Tang on the spot. Although Su Tang appeared in a place that should not have appeared at such a delicate time, she had enough reason to take action, but for some reason, she just couldn't have evil thoughts on Su Tang.

"Should I believe it?" Sikongcuo said lightly: "Also, it is impossible for you to come out alive at Xiejuntai. Tell me, what have you encountered?"

"I..." Su Tang only spit out one word, and then went silent. People like Sikongcuo have a far superior experience and experience. Lies may not be able to hide them. It is better to remain silent.
Chapter completed!